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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Night: 2 of 279

Final Vigil With a final sigh evening fades Darkness covers the colors of the in between To the stars alright in the sky To fill the gap left by the abscess In turn, the moon makes its slow rise Giving each night a warming chill Each heavenly body winks To remind of the vigil they keep I know the morning will come But I wait...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Turmoil: 2 of 33

I Lie Awake I lie awake in my torment Entertaining dangerous thought In many pieces my heart is rent By my mind am I caught The knife is thrust in each frame Quickly, smoothly, easily into my gut My wrists do I think to maim With one simple, wrathful cut But with only one word My hands are both held still To my flesh comes n...
Health & Fitness > Substance Abuse & Addiction (Other) What is marijuana: 1 of 6

Understanding the complexity of Marijuana Marijuana is a common street drug that has begun to gain popularity among wealthier individuals as well with new "businesses" arising to deliver "weed" straight to the doorsteps of the higher paying customers. It's proper name is Cannabis sativa (or indica or ruderalis depending on t...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Need: 17 of 72

I Need You Can you make me whole? Will you lift me up? I thought I stood alone But you came running You always come running You never let me down Why do I always doubt? I always question you But you never let me go You hold my hand through it all Even the darkest moments I behold your shining eyes Looking steadily into mine ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Emotions: 63 of 266

Untitled Comfort in a red bandanna and a knife A combo fit for survival Scrawled on paper My message to the world Not my last cry No scream tonight Tears won't fall from these eyes At least not this night I'll see the sunrise Red on the horizon The color I've made the night My only comfort this time around Tomorrow will be d...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Freedom: 67 of 268

True Rebellion Is life (To the Young) Once, tall and straight was the mighty spire Although lanky, much revered, put up high Upon the mighty pedestal towering above all Not one dared overturn the might of this steeple Centuries pass, the stronghold begins to wither The children have been forced into these ways Each day simpl...
Politics, News & Issues > War & Peace Should the US pull out its troops regardless of whether Iraq is ready to defend its people?: 33 of 117

Iraq is not OUR country. Iraq should be left alone whether or not they are ready to defend themselves because there are more important issues to be dealt with back home. The troops belong at home and they want to be at home. One man I talked with had not been able to attend a super bowl in FIVE YEARS because he had only spen...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Suicide: 134 of 448

Kill the Ache I want to kill the ache Leave blood in my wake Make the pain go away from me Never to turn and see The body that lays Underground where it stays To rest forever more Leaving me with no memories to store And so I go on to another place To finally know the end of my case May my soul now rest Where the son shines ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Parents: 26 of 74

War of my World All the time The same sounds They came through the door The same sounds The old muffled Yelling, swearing, and crying Every single night The war rages on I sat listening And wonder When will this horrible war end? It makes me sick I want to turn away And get away From the sound But I'm afraid that If I do Som...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Politics: 65 of 174

Rules Wasting Us I've spent my whole life so far Working towards having knowledge In a place where they don't teach wisdom Their rules don't better me Or anyone else in this building Laws that make no sense Established to create order Something nonexistent We go downhill As more rules are piled on us Yet no real changes are ...